Sorry, I have had to skip a lot of this thread due to time constraints. This whole thing is just surreal. I have never seen anything like it in all my 72 years on the planet. I am hopeful that we will be able to bounce back from this with only minor scars and good health. I don't even know how to deal with some of the concern. I, being my age and COPD (however mild) certainly have concern. My daughter called me yesterday, not in panic, with concern about my well being. Unfortunately, until this weekend is over I have a lot of stuff that I have to do involving my move. Saturday is moving day, but I have been doing stuff working up to that for the past two weeks. I am, of course, upset when I HAVE to go to stores repeatedly because all the self centered have decided that they have to have every available loaf of bread, container of milk, roll of toilet paper, paper towels, canned food that they won't use up in a year and no place to go to have a decent meal.
It angers me that our society is so selfish and unconcerned about the needs of people other then themselves. After the move is done I will still be very busy cleaning my old apartment in the vane attempt to get my $200. deposit back and close out this part of my life and start a new one. Anyway, my point was that even though I was warmed by my daughter showing so much concern for me, recognizing my penchant for stubbornness, and lingering feelings of being superman, volunteering to get groceries and otherwise keep me sequestered. My problem is that I don't know how to react to being treated like a piece of delicate porcelain. I don't know how to react to having someone I care about so much, being concerned about losing me to this invisible evil. I do have to thank her though for waking me up to the possibilities, unfortunately I have things that I have to do right now and I am trying to keep away from most people. Even in my daily activities, I live alone and spend most of my communication with others limited to boards like this one and I go to my new apartment building to hang drapes and plan for staging while I have help to move things around. I don't think I have seen more then 6 people over the last two weeks in the new place that has 96 apartments and that was just in passing in the hallway. Strange times we live in and it certainly does test our ability to not just give up.
She suggested that I contact my primary care provider and ask, simply, with my current list of physical weaknesses what trigger points should I be looking for to tell me to head out to get care. I sent her a copy of what I had sent to the Doctor, to help ease her mind about my taking this seriously. I do make light of it, but that is just a defense mechanism that helps me deal with it. I am doing what I can to avoid to much exposure, but I forgot that I have to let the people that love me, know that I am taking whatever precautions that I can.
